Five Nights at Freddy's The Silver Eyes

The officer glared at them, no longer looking quite so young. “I’m going to give
you one more chance. Tell me exactly what happened.” He spoke slowly, emphasizing
the spaces between his words. He was in control again, no longer out of his depth, as if
he suddenly understood everything.
They tried to explain all at once, talking over each other. Jessica’s voice was
loudest and calmest, but even she could not keep her anxiety from bleeding through.
Charlie hung back, quiet. Tell me exactly what happened. Where were they supposed to
start? With the night? With the week? With Michael? With the first time her father
picked up a circuit board? How was anyone ever to respond to something like, “tell me
what happened”? The cop was nodding, and he picked up the radio again, but this time
he spoke comprehensibly.
“Norah, call Burke. It’s his kid. I’m up at the old mall site.” There was an
answering burst of static, and the officer turned his attention back to them. “Come on,”
he said.
“Come on where?” John said.
“Off the property,” the cop said.
Marla started to protest, but he interrupted. “I’m escorting you off the
property,” he said. He pulled the baton from his belt and pointed with it, like a flight
attendant giving instructions.
“Come on,” Lamar said. Jason was still staring sullenly at the ground, and
Lamar gave him a gentle nudge on the shoulder. “Jason, come on, we have to do what he
says now, okay?”
“But Carlton!” Jason said loudly, and Lamar shook his head.
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